“May your twisted heart rest in peace.”
Rest in peace.
Twisted heart.
The pain that shoots through me is like nothing else.
I know that my fight for her is done.
I know that she hates me, just as I always feared.
Twisted heart. She has no idea.
I would do anything for her.
I would kill for her.
I would die for her.
And I guess that’s what I’m going to do.
Die.
For her.
She doesn’t love me anymore, and what life would I have without her loving me?
I try once again to open my eyes, but it’s no use.
This is it.
This is the end of my life as I know it.
My thoughts are jumbled, my brain turning to mush.
The darkness descends.
The click of a door closing tells me that my time is up.
She’s gone.
I’m alone.
The final part of the curtain comes down, encasing me in darkness.
And the final sound I hear is the beep of a machine, which fades into the background until I hear nothing.
I’m finally free too.
Chapter Forty-Three
Strong
Lucy
“So, Lucy, how have you been since we last spoke?” Ava says as I take a seat opposite her.
“I’ve been really good,” I reply genuinely.
